When talking is too painful, sometimes we reach out in the only way we can.
A celebration of Our Shiela... x
Reflections on the MeToo movement.
Writing this poem is not procrastination.
A little girl finds a rainbow and a unique way to take it home with her.
No matter what else I try and do, I always end up being a writer.
A poem that isn't about Brexit.
August saw the celebration of my little brother's 21st birthday. In homage to him, and to our family unit as a whole, I wrote this poem...
A short scribble inspired by a close encounter with some Artful Dodger-esque tricksters.
Oh, how dull this life would be if foresight, like hindsight, were 20:20